All The Parties Songtext

von Drake

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"All The Parties" von Drake handelt von einer Frau, die früher klug war und studieren wollte, aber jetzt ein Party-Leben...

Ayy
Ayy, ayy
Grr

Yeah, Jason got money that glow in the dark
Hit up the dawg like I′m OVO Mark
Walk-in closet, got more Chrome in than Stark
$40K a night to sleep at the Mark
Guess it's time for me to cover the shark
Me and KD ′bout to turn up the art
I swear I'm breakin' your heart
It′s broken

I bought the house just to knock that down
I bought the Rolls just to take it apart
She bought an - now she makin′ it arch
Doctor's office was the last time that you even had your name on a chart
Shawty graduated, playin′ it smart (ayy, yeah)

Used to be a smarty
Used to wanna study, now she poppin'
She at all the parties, T′d up with 3Hunna
She just did her body, she in love with Sosa
Girl, you such a thottie
Ayy, Sosa, baby

Used to be a smarty
Used to wanna study, now I drop the addy
And she at all the parties, T'd up with 3Hunna
Showin′ off her body, she in love with Sosa
Girl, you such a thottie, ayy

Money on my mind, I'm rackin' my brain
Shout to Lil′ Palestine, she with the gang
Shout to lil′ A1 from Foxwood and Jane
Shout to lil' Izzy, she work as a stewardess
I should probably go and get her the Plain Jane

Free Baby M out the shackle and chain
Me, my evil twin, we one in the same
Shout to Machine from the wood, free 17 from the lane
RIP Smoke, it′s a shame, I'm bumpin′ 'em all in the Range
I love all y′all n- the same, I wish this was back in the day, for real

40 deep in the East End
We call it swimmin' in the deep end
My b- playin' PND and them
The shorties only listen to Weeknd
They archin′ back and makin′ knees bend
And they ain't graduate, but they geekin′
And they live in a crib with a cheap rent, yeah

And I wish I could dead all the beefin'
And I wish I could dead all the dissin′ deceased friends
I wish we could be friends
Probably sound like I'm preachin′
The city might sleep in some peace then
But it's not realistic

What's realistic is money that we spend
We coppin′ cars like policemen
We heavy guys like obese men
I keep showin′ love to the streets, and
It's still free the guys ′til they free men, yeah, yeah

And it's 6 our town a dead end world
East End boys and West End girls, yeah
East End boys and West End girls, ayy

Used to be a smarty
Used to wanna study, now I send the addy
And she at all the parties, T′d up with 3Hunna
Showin' off her body, she in love with Sosa
Girl, you need a hobby

This is the starchild, AKA DJ Pooper Scooper
What′s on top of the house? Roof
What's in the top of your mouth? Roof
What's babe name? Roof
What do a dog say? Roof
We comin′ to tear the what off? Roof
They raise your tax, we raise the roof
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